Chapter 134: A Frenzied Battle

"Armor of Ten Thousand Laws!"

Qin Lingyuan let out a fierce roar, and a suit of armor etched with mysterious runes materialized, encasing his body.

"You little wretch! With this treasure, I am immune to all laws. Your spatial seal is useless now. Are you ready to meet your end?"

Qin Lingyuan stared fixedly at Xia Jiuxuan, his tone heavy with monstrous killing intent. Moments ago, while trapped within the sealed space, even utilizing this armor had been to no avail. But now, having donned the defensive artifact beforehand, the spells of the sealed space could no longer affect him.

"You old scoundrel, I don't need any tricks to kill you!"

Xia Jiuxuan raised his head proudly, holding Qin Lingyuan in complete contempt.

"You still dare to be arrogant? Do you even know what realm I am in!"

Boom!

Qin Lingyuan unleashed his aura, and the entire Feathering Sect trembled under the weight of his overwhelming pressure.

"Elder Qin is at the mid-stage of the Sea-Splitting Realm!"

"Ha! So that is Elder Qin's true cultivation level!"

"Once a mid-stage Sea-Splitting expert makes a move, Xia Jiuxuan has no hope of survival!"

The disciples of the Feathering Sect, watching from a distance, finally breathed a sigh of relief. The Sea-Splitting Realm was divided into six minor stages: Initial, Mid, High, Extreme, Peak, and Consummation. Each level represented an entirely new horizon. If Qin Lingyuan had been an initial-stage expert, they might have still felt uncertain, but a mid-stage expert was more than ten times stronger than an initial-stage one. There was no way Xia Jiuxuan could stand against him!

"The vengeance for my grandson will finally be settled today," Qin Lingyuan murmured.

With a flick of his finger, he gestured.

Boom!

A violent tidal wave of spiritual energy transformed into countless killing blades, piercing toward Xia Jiuxuan. Xia Jiuxuan did not let his guard down; a mid-stage Sea-Splitting expert was capable of threatening his very life.

"Sword, appear!"

Xia Jiuxuan opened his palm, and a spirit sword materialized within his grasp.

"Sword of Returning Fire!"

Swish, swish, swish...

Sword intent surged, coalescing into a single point before launching forward.

"A decent sword technique, but it is no match for Elder Qin!"

"The gap in cultivation is like heaven and earth. Xia Jiuxuan is finished!"

Watching the clash, the disciples of the Feathering Sect felt it was a foregone conclusion; Xia Jiuxuan was doomed to fail.

Boom!

The sword intents and shadows of both sides collided. A massive surge of energy erupted, ravaging the plaza, sending sand and stones flying until they obscured the sun. Strangely, the collision of these two devastating forces produced not a single sound. In an instant, Xia Jiuxuan’s fire-attribute sword intent was swallowed by the tidal wave of Qin Lingyuan’s power.

"Hmph," Qin Lingyuan sneered. "How dare a firefly compete with the brilliance of the moon!"

But in the next heartbeat, a blade of blood-red fire emerged from within the tide of sword intent like a swimming dragon. It tore through the waves of energy with unstoppable force!

"Damn it!"

Qin Lingyuan’s expression froze, replaced by a surge of rage. His figure vanished from where he stood.

Boom!

When he reappeared, he was already behind Xia Jiuxuan, slamming his palm toward the back of the youth’s head.

"Trying to ambush me?"

Xia Jiuxuan scoffed, his spiritual sense having locked onto Qin Lingyuan’s position all along. He spun to the side and countered with a palm strike of his own!

Boom!

As the two palms connected, the already shattered earth was devastated once more. Following the impact, Qin Lingyuan retreated a dozen yards, while Xia Jiuxuan was sent flying over a hundred yards before he could stabilize himself.

"My physical strength is still lacking," Xia Jiuxuan noted. The palm strike he had just used was a high-level martial art, multiplying his power dozens of times over, which was the only reason he had barely managed to block the attack. However, to stand against a mid-stage Sea-Splitting expert while still in the Mortal-Transcendence Realm was already an unprecedented miracle.

"That brat... he’s actually on par with Elder Qin!"

"This is too shocking."

The disciples of the Feathering Sect were stunned beyond measure. Qin Fengxian stared blankly at Xia Jiuxuan, feeling as though he were sinking into an abyss of despair.

"Which sacred land do you come from!" Qin Lingyuan roared from afar, unable to believe his eyes. Who else but the prodigies of the martial sacred lands could possess such terrifying combat power at such a young age?

"What kind of bullsh*t sacred land? This entire world belongs to me!" Xia Jiuxuan replied coldly.

Qin Lingyuan’s face darkened. "More nonsense. Xia Jiuxuan, regardless of whether you come from a sacred land, I will kill you today, even if I have to pay with my own life!"

Xia Jiuxuan raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Do you think you have the qualifications?"

"It is time," Qin Lingyuan said coldly, "to show you the true power of the mid-stage Sea-Splitting Realm!"

He drew his battle saber and hovered calmly in mid-air. "With my blood, I sacrifice my blade! Blood-Slaying Saber Technique, Sever!"

The blood vessels throughout Qin Lingyuan’s body surged; the blade in his hand began to greedily drain his own blood. In an instant, the saber seemed to come alive, pulsating with a malevolent, blood-thirsty aura.

He was going for the kill! Xia Jiuxuan could sense the terrifying power of the blade.

"Destruction Sword, Kill!"

Xia Jiuxuan instantly refined several thousand spirit crystals—the last of his reserves after using the teleportation array. In a flash, the spirit sword hovering before him was veiled in a layer of grey mist.

Whoosh!

Xia Jiuxuan moved. His sword momentum descended like a collapsing mountain.

"You little brat!"

Qin Lingyuan, suddenly feeling the weight of this insane sword intent, pushed his own strength to the limit. "Die!"

Qin Lingyuan bellowed, charging forward with his saber.

"Roar!"

As they closed the distance, Qin Lingyuan unleashed a frenzied slash. The world seemed to fall silent, and the resulting gale of wind was so powerful that it killed many of the Feathering Sect disciples standing a thousand yards away.

"Ah! Run!"

The survivors scrambled desperately toward the main hall, which was protected by defensive arrays. Xia Jiuxuan’s sword met that mad slash. The two figures froze in mid-air. Though it felt like an eternity had passed, in reality, less than a single breath of time had elapsed.

Bang!

A thunderous roar echoed out. The mountain trembled violently, and countless boulders tumbled from the cliffs. The two were repelled by the immense shockwave, only to instantly dash back toward each other.

Clang! Clang! Clang...

Blades and swords collided repeatedly. Within a single breath, they had exchanged over a hundred blows.

"Destruction, Thousand-Weight!"

Xia Jiuxuan swung his sword, pressing down with crushing force. It seemed as if the very space itself were being sliced open.

"Kill!"

Qin Lingyuan only grinned with a sinister, twisted smile. He had no intention of blocking Xia Jiuxuan’s strike.

"You little brat, let’s die together!"

When Qin Lingyuan felt the true extent of Xia Jiuxuan’s power, he had fallen into despair. He knew he could never kill this youth; if Xia Jiuxuan truly wanted to escape, he would be unable to stop him. Therefore, a prolonged fight would not end well for him. But regardless of the cost, he could not let this boy live! He chose to ignore Xia Jiuxuan’s attack, willing to sacrifice his own life to ensure Xia Jiuxuan’s death!

"Oh no!"

Xia Jiuxuan’s expression sharpened. His sword was aimed at Qin Lingyuan’s head, but the opponent’s saber was cutting toward his abdomen. The distance between them was less than a foot—at such close range, there was no way to dodge.

"You b*stard, you leave me no choice!"

Xia Jiuxuan’s eyes turned pitch black, and a phantom of slaughter manifested behind him.

"What is that!"

"What a terrifying phantom!"

"Does this boy have a guardian deity?"

From the top of the distant main hall, the Feathering Sect disciples could clearly feel the killing intent—a murderous aura that blanketed the entire world!

"Destruction Sword—Yellow Springs!"

From within Xia Jiuxuan’s body, terrifying grey sword shadows erupted.

Shoo!

The shadows slammed into Qin Lingyuan’s battle saber. At that moment, Qin Lingyuan’s eyes widened, and the blood vessels throughout his entire body were on the verge of bursting.